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Chapter 527: The Power of Repeating Crossbows

Sanke rushed to the front. He shook the reins of his war horse and kicked the horse's belly hard with the spikes on his boots. The horse howled in pain and rushed out of the city like an arrow from a string.

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The Hun cavalry behind them also followed Sanke closely, filing out and rushing out of the city.

Iron hoofs roared, and the Huns cavalry who rushed out of the city gate formed a fan shape and chased the Wei army at lightning speed.

Although the Wei army withdrew earlier, the infantry was slow, and the Xiongnu soldiers attacked extremely quickly. Therefore, when the Xiongnu cavalry rushed out, they did not go far at all.

Seeing the Huns cavalry rushing out of the city gate, the Wei soldiers walking at the back became "panicked". They looked back at the Huns cavalry in horror and began to run away desperately.

Sang Ke looked at Wei Jun's panicked performance, and a cold and ferocious smile appeared on his face, "Run? Even if I give you two more legs at this time, can you outrun the war horse?"

Under normal circumstances, in order to prevent the defenders inside the city from sneaking cavalry attacks, the siege army would often set up a large number of horses and antlers outside the city. In this way, the cavalry attack could be delayed and the siege infantry could retreat.

time.

Sang Ke had just observed carefully on the top of the city. The Wei army just attacked the city without setting up any horses or antlers outside the city. It seemed that the leading general of the Wei army was still too young.

I don't even have any military knowledge.

If the Wei army had set up a large number of anti-horses and antlers outside the city, Sang Ke would probably give up the idea of ​​attacking. After all, if there were obstacles, the cavalry would not be able to move freely and would not be able to achieve victory, which would be in vain.

He will definitely not do anything useless.

But I don't know whether the Wei army really didn't understand or was careless. They didn't set up any obstacles to prevent the enemy from sneak attack, which undoubtedly gave Sang Ke an excellent opportunity to attack.

At this moment, the Wei army's cavalry had withdrawn far away, and there were no obstacles outside the city. As for those Wei army soldiers who were panicking and running for their lives, in Sanke's eyes, they were not much different from lambs waiting to be slaughtered. As long as he led his army...

Rushing forward with a single breath, it was like crushing him, and he could kill a wave of people without any pressure.

In the previous battle to defend the city, Sang Ke was extremely frustrated, stretched thin, and exhausted. If he hadn't held on to the top of the city and led the Huns to defend the city tenaciously, it is possible that the city would not have been saved.

At this moment, he was riding on a war horse, and he had regained the joyful feeling before. Speeding on the horse, this feeling was really wonderful. Sanke was in a state of extreme excitement, and he felt the blood in his veins.

His blood is boiling. What he wants to do now is to kill people, killing people heartily.

Like Sanke's idea, the entire Huns army was collectively in an inexplicable excitement. The process of charging was like chasing prey. Seeing the Wei soldiers in front of them running away like goats and hares, they were all laughing.

Laughing, everyone is enjoying the thrill of chasing and killing.

Maybe in a moment, this land will be soaked in red blood, and the Huns' iron hoofs will sweep everything away.

The distance between the two sides became closer and closer, and the Huns cavalry could even hear the Wei soldiers panting like cattle as they ran.

What Sanke likes the most is to watch his prey trying his best to escape but not being able to escape. As a cat, this kind of cat and mouse game gives him a feeling of dominating everything.

Sanke raised his spear. It only took a few breaths. The tip of Sanke's spear would definitely be able to pierce the back of a certain Wei soldier. Moreover, Sanke had already chosen the target. Judging from his mocking eyes,

Among them, this prey is destined to not escape his grasp.

But the next scene shocked Sang Ke. The Wei army retreated like a tide, but after they retreated, it was not a trampled wasteland, but a man named Wei Jun stood up again.

The soldiers did not flee, but lined up in a dense row, standing straight in front of the Huns like a brown wall.

Each of them held a crossbow tightly in their hands, and the crossbow tips emitted a faint cold light, aiming at the Huns cavalry.

Is there an ambush? Sang Ke shook his head fiercely. Judging from this formation, it should be unmistakable. The weapons in the hands of these Wei soldiers should be a weapon called a crossbow.

Since these Wei army ambush troops were ambushing the defeated army, Sang Ke was completely unaware of it beforehand. When the defeated troops retreated and the ambush troops were all out, Sang Ke realized that he had been ambushed.

But it was already too late at this moment. This distance had already entered the range of the Wei army's crossbows. Even if Sang Ke wanted to retreat at this time, it was completely too late.

The distance between the two sides was so close that Sanke could see that the Wei army's crossbow arrows were triangular in shape. The dark and sharp arrow tips were so terrifying that they could kill them at any time.

At this time, it was too late to turn the horse back and flee. No matter how fast the horse was, it was impossible to outrun the crossbow, just as the infantry could not outrun the cavalry.

However, Sang Ke calmed down quickly. With such a short distance, it was definitely too late to escape. However, Sang Ke did not believe that the Wei soldiers could shoot a few arrows. If the Xiongnu cavalry rushed up at the current speed, they would give the Wei army crossbows.

They only have a few breaths of time in their hands. At best, they can only shoot one arrow. It would be very difficult to shoot a second arrow.

Sang Ke looked at the Wei soldiers in front of him, and saw that there were only about 200 people who could survive. Even if they could hit 100 times, they could only hit 200 people at most. For the Huns cavalry who could attack more than a thousand people in one attack, this was

A little casualty cost is completely bearable.

As for who lives and who dies, it all depends on luck. Anyway, the number of casualties who survived was only 200. These casualties are indeed nothing.

"Kill!" Sang Ke shouted loudly with a fierce look in his eyes. His speed did not slow down at all, and he rushed towards the wall of Wei soldiers.

At the same time, the crossbow in the Wei soldiers' hands was fired, and the crossbow arrows came out one after another and fired towards the Huns.

This was by no means just two hundred crossbow arrows. The crossbow arrows were as black as locusts and were flying towards the sky and covering the earth. There was no way to dodge or avoid them.

At this moment, Sang Ke seemed to have smelled the breath of death. Although the Wei army was small in number, the crossbow arrows fired were so dense that the Huns cavalry were unable to dodge and could only use their bodies to meet the black arrows.
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